Loid X Yor Comic Novels & Stories

Kade spilling his milky seed into her. The girls stood up and looked at their mates with so much love, their stormy grey eyes looked just as enamored and in love. “Our Lycan’s couldn’t hold back”, Xander smirked. “You both look extremely ravishing”, Xavier winked. The girls instantly blushed remembering her parents, Lee, and Mariana were outside in the front room waiting for them.

“That doesn’t make me an alien.” Lizzy corrected her. “Half-alien.” She decided to get right down to the heart of the matter and explain why her father was so angry. “Lyronians ceased coupling sexually centuries ago. They replace physical pleasuring with virtual pleasuring. We are created in laboratories with sperm and ovum harvested from the parents.” “How sterile,” Chloe said with genuine interest.

What would it do for him? Make him look good? He already is good. But something about it keeps scraping at the inside of my ribs. Because even though I’ve never really known Nox, I can’t imagine him being that cruel. Distant, yes. Harsh, maybe. But the way Lior described him—it didn’t feel like the Nox I’d caught glimpses of. It didn’t match the scent that he always carries with him. Citrus and alcohol and something darker. Something… sad.

Worldly in a way of exploration, Xavier carries a brain of vast knowledge that always strives to know or see more Lycer: He/They: Isolated and yearning for community, Lycer never meant to befriend another. Especially someone such as Celeste. Still, he sees those around her treat her as an outcast and something in him can't help but become her friend. Secretive in thought and emotion, Lycer mostly keeps his past and current struggles to himself, hiding behind a playful persona

"One night of love is worth a hundred of friendship. Xavier, didn't you enjoy the sex at that time?" "D*mn..." Before James finished his words, Xavier suddenly turned around and raised his hand to punch Liron. After that, he felt that it was not enough and kicked Liron fiercely. Liron groaned in pain. He was so painful that his face twisted. "Speak! Why don't you continue to speak?" Looking at Liron who had stopped provoking him temporarily, Xavier roared. Liron took two deep breaths and managed to sit up straight, "What do you want me to say?" He spat out a mouthful of blood-stained saliva and grinned, "Do you really want to hear that?"

The revelation about the masked man having a dragon tattoo had struck a chord within him, sending his thoughts spiraling. A surge of memories flooded his mind, memories he had tried to bury deep within his consciousness. The image of a fierce dragon tattoo, its intricate design etched upon a powerful Lycan King's arm, resurfaced in his thoughts. Xander knew all too well the significance of such a mark. It was a symbol of authority, a mark reserved for those who held immense power within the Lycan community.

Here his chains were not visible but they were just as strong. Even worse, his stupid straight body responded to Xcott with an intensity he had never felt before, betraying his every attempt to remain angry or even aloof as he has been all his life. And Xcott had seemed to respond just as strongly. Maybe he was a gay alien and he enjoyed this sort of rainbow life? Despite the circumstances, Leroy had almost believed that there might be a connection between them.

Yorrick never looked back. She laughed. “You’re such a gentleman. That’s very rare.” Yorrick took a deep breath and gnashed his teeth before chuckling. “Your body isn’t worth my attention.” “You didn’t even look. How would you know that I’m worth your attention? I’m a 32C and have worked as a lingerie model. They’re not small.” Xyla squeezed her boobs. Yorrick turned over at that moment, saw that, and froze for a few seconds. He covered his face with his hand and looked through gaps between his fingers and called her full name for the first time, “Xyla Mayweather.”

Ch-3 --------------------- Well, diary, that didn't exactly stop him. When I say, 'didn't exactly stop him', I should have said, 'drove him absolutely insane!' He threw me onto the bed with my robe torn off and proceeded to enter me, roughly. I was so hot, so horny, with so many months of heat built-up, that I just prepared myself for the ride of the century. I forgot one thing: this superheated stud was so incredibly horny that he couldn't last long; sure enough, he went in and out four times and then filled me up to overflowing. His cock kept shooting and shooting. I was overflowing before he was half-finished. He kissed me really hard and rough, and then fell over on the bed, totally spen